A/N: The world needs more Bessa fanfics. I'm not proud of this one, though.

Disclaimer: I do not own Wicked.

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"You…you beat me!" said Boq with a surprised and amused expression. "Are you sure you haven't played this game before?"

Nessa smiled and blushed a little bit. "I'm sure," she replied. "This definitely was my first time. And I didn't beat you by that much. Only by a few points…"

"Still, you beat me," Boq said. Nessa looked up at him from across the small table and their eyes met. He realized that Nessa had very pretty eyes.

That still didn't change how he felt about her, though. He still wished they were just friends and things could always be like they were now.

"Want to play again?" Nessa asked. Boq snapped out of his thoughts.

"Sure," he replied, and they reset up the game board.

Some time passed by. He watched Nessa as she tried to think of the next move she was going to use in the game. Her face looked like she was concentrating, which he thought she probably was.

She tucked her hair behind her ear subconsciously. She's not wearing a head band like she usually does, Boq noted, along with the fact he noticed that her hair was really nice…it matched perfectly with her eyes.

"Boq, it's your turn."

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Boq sat down on his bed, rubbing his eyes.

Boq, why are you thinking about her like this? You don't like her in this way…you like Miss Galinda in this way.

His date with Nessa went longer then he thought it would. But he rather enjoyed himself. This was actually the nicest time he had had with her in awhile.

And there were things he noticed about her that he never did before…well, just details and little things, such as the way she looked when she was concentrating, and how easily she blushed.

She wasn't like his Galinda, but he still felt something towards Nessa, even if it wasn't love. And he really liked that, no matter what he told himself.